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[daily-men]

MARK RUFFALO Flaunt Magazine, 2025

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welp, my tags are broken. 😐

[manny-jacinto]

OSCAR ISAAC GQ 'Men of the Year' (2025)

[freakytikigifs]

Boyd Holbrook as Brody 'Bro' Hartman THE MORNING SHOW 4.02

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wishlist   starter   call   for   one   of   my   western   muses. 1860's wild west era.

clara  masterson.   late-20's.   saloon  waitress  &  petty  thief.   bisexual switch.   fc:  julia  schlaepfer 

esmeralda  garcia.   early-20's.   stagecoach  driver.   bisexual switch.   fc:  andrea  chaparro

molly  hughes.   late-20's.   school  teacher.   bisexual sub.   fc:  hannah  dodd

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wishlist   starter   call   for   one   of   these   newer   or   underused   muses

celeste  baldwin.   late-20's.   writer  &  director.   lesbian switch.   fc:  jayme  lawson   /   fandom:  fandomless

charley  barnett.   late-40's.   pediatric  emergency  physician.   heterosexual switch.  fc:  michelle  monaghan   /   fandom:  the  pitt

ivy  bowen.   mid-20's.   painter  &  sculptor.   bisexual switch.   fc:  emilia  jones   /   fandom:  fandomless

mackenzie  ‘mack’  ames.   early-20's.   briar  u  student.  girl  next  door.  sister  of  an  nhl  player.  heterosexual sub.   fc:  olivia  holt   /   fandom:  off  campus

nina  dukas.   early-20's.   college  student  &  cheerleader.   bisexual switch.   fc:  mika  abdalla   /   fandom:  fandomless

quinn  taylor.   mid-20's.   con  artist  &  car  thief.   maisie  ocean's  partner  in  crime.   bisexual switch.   fc:  zendaya   /   fandom:  ocean's  eleven  

[screenshotingmonstercinema]

[darksideworld-xxx]

[taiturner]

THE ONES WHO LIVE ◆ 1x04 "What We"

[haleyatwell]

MONICA BARBARO in FUBAR (2023–) 1.03 Honeyplot

[mademoiseellllee]

[dailywomen]

RACHEL WEISZ photographed by Yulia Gorbachenko for Porter Magazine

[divinetenebris]

"of course he is." they all, essentially, were. especially in comparison to gideon. catherine and he had been linked since either could remember, likely. was it not that most royals met their would be husbands and wives only once or twice before marriage? it seemed as though that was the pattern. one gideon had observed and kept to the back of his mind until a day like this came. when his duty pushed up and swallowed his entirety of his love for catherine. "i do not think your family will give you a choice, my lady," spoken softly and honestly and broken with the sounds of his hitching voice. of tears that betrayed the veneer of some strong, stable and quiet knight. gideon had always been a crier, but it was only really around catherine would that be seen. "as much as i wish they would or could or give us any sort of chance. any. i would take in a heartbeat."

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the   sound   of   gideon's   voice   breaking   made   her   sniffle   back   more   tears   and   analyze   his   expression   sadly.   the   melancholy   was   overwhelming.   she   hated   seeing   him   cry.   his   pain   was   her   own.   taking   his   face   in   her   dainty   hands,   “we   could   run   away.   take   the   horses   and   travel   to   a   place   where   they   cannot   follow.   become   new   people.   marry,   start   a   family,   be   free.   i   don't   care   if   we   have   nothing.”   catherine   suggested,   thinking   out   loud.   her   overactive   imagination   conjured   up   ways   that   they   could   stay   together.   certainly   other   royals   before   her   had   done   it.   found   a   way   out.   “or   i   could–”   swallowing   thickly,   “marry   him   and   you   may   accompany   me   to   our   new   home.   i   could   insist   on   your   continued   protection   and   we   continue   as   we   have   been.   in   secret.”   that   plan   was   not   as   enticing   to   her   and   could   hurt   gideon   in   the   long   run.   the   thought   of   being   with   another   man   made   her   stomach   turn.   “i   don't   believe   there   is   another   way.   and   if   i   have   to–be   without   you,   my   love.   i   don't   think   i   could   go   on.   there   would   be   no   point.”

[cliqbaits]

thread continued from this post ; @chains0flove !

diego nodded, the explanation taking root in his mind as he did his best not to stare, he'd always had a weakness for beautiful brunettes, and the one standing in front of him - gwyneth - as she'd introduced herself, was stunning. still, he was there for a job, a job he desperately needed, despite his exhaustion and he stepped into the house behind her, following her to the laundry room and taking stock of what the situation was. "what kind of dinosaur?" he teased, before stepping past her, setting down his tool box and opening the door of the washing machine and glancing inside of it, "i'm diego...by the way." he added after a moment, straightening and offering her a tired smile, "unfortunately i'm going to have to start the thing to hear the issue...you might want to step out for this part if you don't want to hear it again."

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gwyneth   kept   glancing   from   the   machine   back   to   diego,   noticing   that   he   was   staring.   it   was   cute.   her   brow   furrowed   at   his   question.   “what   kind   of–oh!”   his   laugh   let   her   knew   that   it   was   a   joke   and   she   laughed   with   him,   hand   resting   on   her   hip.   “the   biggest   one   from   jurassic   park.   t-rex.   grrrr.”   she   teased   and   then   put   the   cat   down   when   it   started   to   get   antsy.   “nice   to   meet   you,   diego.”   shaking   her   head,   “i   don't   mind   hearing   it   again.   there   are   cameras   in   the   house   and   nancy   said   that   she   wanted   me   to   make   sure   everything   was   good,   so   i   don't   mind   watching.   she's   super   particular   about   her   appliances." 

[thefcw]

“How plain and innocent. The opposite of you.” He couldn’t help but to smirk. The best white Lana ever wore was her wedding dress but even then it wasn’t really her color. “Although I have to admit, the thought of ripping it off of her, tearing it into shreds to reveal her to us—“ with his clothes off and his tie in his hand Jonathan climbed on top of Lana and kissed her throat, “—tearing open an exciting gift for the both of us. Although it would never beat my favourite.” His fingers grabbed one of the laces of the ribbon, “Naughty opening it for me.” He clicked his tongue disapprovingly and shook his head with a smile, “Someone really wants those texts to happen.”

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lana's   hips   arched   as   jonathan's   toned   body   hovered   over   her   own.   lips   attaching   to   her   sensitive   skin,   her   head   leaned   back   to   grant   easier   access   and   heat   coursed   through   her.   no   matter   how   many   times   a   week   they   were   intimate   like   this,   it   was   never   enough.   her   need   for   him   was   constant.   “of   course   it   wouldn't.   tearing   me   open   is   much   more   exciting.”   thighs   loosely   wrapped   around   his   midsection.   “no   more   texts   at   the   office   then.   you're   cut   off.”   she   told   him   gently,   the   words   serving   as   a   warning. 

[slashcrz]

" i think it makes perfect sense. you weren't opposing authority, just conformity. it's okay to be yourself but with, like, structure. that's the best thing about here. " but the words felt ingenuine, even if once avery did believe them. her doe-eyed blinked slowly at the other, and she sighed, knowing that georgia would keep her secrets but embarrassed to confess to them anyway. heat crawled up her body, reddening her cheeks. so avery looked away, and twisted a strand of hair around her finger. " you know what i mean... thoughts that make me feel a certain way. that make me want certain forbidden thing. " her voice lowered, uncertainty washing over her. " sometimes, i touch myself. "

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“oh,   yeah…"   georgia   scratched   at   her   scalp   with   a   nervous   nod.   now   she   was   feeling   some   sort   of   way.   her   throat   tightened   and   she   was   suddenly   lighter   on   her   feet.   “everyone   does   that.   i   mean,   i   think   marshall   mentioned   it,   like,   once?   that   it   was   better   to   suppress   those   feelings   for   as   long   as   possible   or   something,   but–i   don't   really   think   that's   possible?   not   for   me,   anyway.   i   like   to   get   it   out   of   my   system   or   i   get   all   pent   up   and   crabby.   it's   totally   normal."   georgia   nudged   her   playfully.   “what   do   you   think   about   when   you…?”